Sweet King...

My father has drilled it into our heads since my brother was born that Chris, my 13 year old "baby brother," will be the heir to the family name and we should treat him like a "King." He is the main man around the house when dad is gone and he LOVES it. Whenever mom or sisters give brother a hard time, we are basically told not to mess with the "King." Sweet Chris has had it pretty easy with two older sisters. I do his laundry, make meals, and help with homework. My sister tells him "no" more than yes, something I have a hard time doing. He has the life.

He also has turned the upstairs playroom in "Man's Land." This consists of his gaming systems, tv, old recliner with two cup holders, couches, computer (that we share), games, toys, and

anything else he has up there. This is basically his hide out and where he spends a majority of his time. I threaten to invade it sometimes just to see what he says.

Now my sweet brother is actually turning into a "teenager." He is 5'7, starting football camp to prepare for this fall, and eats a BUNCH. His nickname is the "garbage disposal." He is also one full fledged teenager. Even though I see him as a little kid still. He amazes me daily and I love him so much! I LOVE YOU CHRIS!!! I can not believe you are 13!

Have a great Wednesday!!!